On the first morning we began drinking the first of what seemed like hundreds of cups of espresso. There are more cafes in Sines than you can shakily point your caffeine induced fingers at. 
Lots of wandering around.
Self-portrait
Cecil knows geography.
Our friend Tiago and his lady.
Umar Bin Hassan of the Last Poets on the big screen. It was great serendipity to cross paths with our friend and collaborator Umar and his crew, The Last Poets, in Portugal. 
When in Portugal, plan on catching up on drinking wine!
Pour
Pour 
Taste
Reflect.
Si si.
Rehearsing at Escola Des Artes.
Luke and Philly Phil backstage at the castle.
Fire juggler and his dog.
Fire juggler and his dog.
Walking down to the beach.
Sun and sand.
This is our hurling team photo. Thanks to our Irish friends Patrick and Bradley who attempted to teach us the basics of the sport.
Sines at sundown.
Sines at sundown.
Teal checks out the view from stage during soundcheck.
The same stage at night from the audience.
Standing in the same place, looking away from the stage.
Inside the castle walls. Lots of the concerts are held in here.
Driving through Lisbon to the airport.
The same stage at night from the audience.
Standing in the same place, looking away from the stage.
Inside the castle walls. Lots of the concerts are held in here.
Driving through Lisbon to the airport.
On the plane in Lisbon. North Carolina bound.
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Hi guys
So sad I missed your first european gig. You say nothing about it, I hope it was as good as many I got from archive.org and also that you had chances to attend Rokia Traore's one, or maybe Asha Boshle?
Well I see the last picture with that Air France flag, but a bus trip from Paris to Lisbon is more than 24 hours and it even lasts longer by train, but that won't be my actual excuse. I just hope next time you make it to our small and remote continent it won't be as far as Finland.
Thanks for the great music and "bonne route"!
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